《少年维特的烦恼·第二部·1771 年 10 月至 1772 年 12 月》第6节
FEBRUARY 8. For a week past we have had the most wretched weather: but this to me is a blessing; for, during my residence here, not a single fine day has beamed from the heavens, but has been lost to me by the intrusion of somebody. During the severity of rain, sleet, frost, and storm, I congratulate myself that it cannot be worse indoors than abroad, nor worse abroad than it is within doors; and so I become reconciled. When the sun rises bright in the morning, and promises a glorious day, I never omit to exclaim, "There, now, they have another blessing from Heaven, which they will be sure to destroy: they spoil everything,—health, fame, happiness, amusement; and they do this generally through folly, ignorance, or imbecility, and always, according to their own account, with the best intentions!" I could often beseech them, on my bended knees, to be less resolved upon their own destruction.
注释摘要
这封信里，维特画出了一条奇特的界线：坏天气是他的庇护，好天气反而让他痛苦。他把自己在公使馆任职期间的社交生活看作某种持续的侵扰——只要太阳出来，就必然有人闯进来，把原本可以是祝福的东西糟蹋掉。而雨雪冰霜的日子，没有人来拜访，他反倒能对自己说，屋里屋外一样糟糕，没什么可损失的，于是也就勉强平静下来。这种说法听上去像是在自我安慰，但骨子里是一种疲惫到极点的退缩…